Reborn as an 80s-aged woman, her unfilial son begs for forgiveness on his knees.

He Caifeng could hardly believe her ears. She stared wide-eyed at the man in front of her who had once been so obedient to her.

My parents have been taking care of the kids and cooking for them for the past two years, and they've even gotten sick from serving them!

If they didn't have their own parents, how could they possibly go to work with peace of mind!

Li Wenhai scratched his hair in frustration.

"Your parents are helping us take care of the kids, but look at the mess they've made of the house!"

Your dad smokes in the living room every day, your mom goes through my things all the time, and now she's forcing me to give your family the dowry for your third son.

I'm barely making ends meet myself, how could I possibly have the money to fill that bottomless pit in your family's finances?

"That's my brother, not a stranger!"

He Caifeng's voice became shrill, "Was it easy for my parents to raise me?"

"My family is having some difficulties right now, what's wrong with helping out? Besides, it's not like I'm not going to pay you back!"

"Pay back? What are you going to use to pay back?" Li Wenhai sneered. "You know your brother's character. He's idle all day long and doesn't even have a proper job. Do you expect him to pay back the money?"

He Caifeng, your family's affairs are not our responsibility. Don't take everything upon yourself.

Now Mom won't let us live in this courtyard anymore, and she wants to sever ties with me. And you're all pressuring me. Who can I reason with?

He deeply regretted arguing with his mother that day.

My mother is really something.

He is her most outstanding eldest son, how can she just sever ties with him like that?

Forget about all that, let's just focus on getting through the day.

Even if he doesn't live in this courtyard, he should at least get his mother to give him that apartment.

The courtyard was filled with He Caifeng's shouts and curses.

They cursed Li Wenhai for being useless and Zhang Wenying for being vicious.

Li Wenhai didn't say anything, but instead covered himself with the blanket and went to sleep.

Enraged, He Caifeng pushed open the door and ran out.

Li Jianguo went to see Ma Hongping again.

The two spent some quality time together.

Li Jianguo rubbed his stomach and said, "I'm hungry."

Ma Hongping quickly got up and dressed.

"Please wait a moment, I'll go make you a bowl of noodles."

Li Jianguo leaned against the headboard, watching her busy figure, and felt a warm glow in his heart.

Without Zhang Wenying, Li Jianguo has plenty of women to serve him.

Just as Ma Hongping lit the kerosene lamp, she heard a knock on the courtyard gate.

Ma Hongping's hand trembled, and she almost dropped the kerosene lamp. She steadied herself and asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"

"Hongping, open the door quickly, it's me."

The voice was rough and tired, yet it carried an undisguised excitement.

Ma Hongping's face paled. She glanced back at Li Jianguo on the bed and hurriedly said, "Something's wrong! Ma Dabao is back!"

Li Jianguo jumped out of bed with a start and hurriedly pulled on his pants.

Ma Hongping stamped her feet anxiously, "Hurry up!"

If they get caught, it could cost someone their life.

Just as Li Jianguo finished fastening his belt, the gate was pounded on even louder.

Ma Hongping took a deep breath, gave him a wink, and then hurriedly went to open the door.

Li Jianguo crouched low and darted into the pile of firewood next to the kitchen, barely daring to breathe.

Ma Dabao had dark skin, a wrinkled face, and most of his hair was white. He carried a snakeskin bag on his shoulder and grinned as he entered the door: "Hongping, I'm back! I've finally made some money this time!"

Ma Hongping forced a smile.

"It's good that you're back."

"Hongping".

Ma Dabao grinned, revealing his large, yellow teeth, and stared intently at Ma Hongping.

His wife is so beautiful, with rosy cheeks and fair skin, even more radiant than the actresses in magazines.

Ma Hongping felt uncomfortable under his gaze, so she turned away from his eyes and whispered, "Are you hungry? I'll make you a bowl of noodles."

Ma Dabao chuckled, put the snakeskin bag on the ground, rubbed his hands together, and said, "I've already eaten."

Hongping, have you missed me?

I miss you so much.

As he spoke, the man's rough hands wrapped around Ma Hongping's waist, and his breathy mouth kissed her.

Ma Hongping forced a smile, enduring the man's roughness, and managed to ask, "Why did you come back so quickly this time?"

"Didn't you say you wouldn't be back for twenty days?"

While kissing, Ma Dabao mumbled, "I finished the work over there, but someone else went to do another job, so I came back early."

Ma Hongping secretly groaned inwardly.

How can this be good?

Ma Dabao is back, but Li Jianguo is still at home!

While dealing with Ma Dabao, she quickly thought of a solution.

Ma Dabao's hand had already wandered into her clothes, and he muttered, "Hongping, I've missed you so much, let's go back to the house." Upon hearing this, Ma Hongping glanced at the woodshed with a flicker in her eyes.

"Wait!" Ma Hongping suddenly grabbed Ma Dabao's hand, her voice a little tight, "You...you've been traveling all this way, you're covered in dust."

"Come inside first, I'll boil some water for you to wash up and refresh yourself."

Ma Dabao chuckled, not annoyed at all, and released his grip, saying, "My wife still loves me the most."

He shouldered the snakeskin bag and strode towards the main room.

Seeing him enter the house, Ma Hongping quickly turned around, walked briskly to the door of the woodshed, and whispered inside, "Don't make a sound. Wait until he falls asleep, then I'll figure out a way to let you leave."

Li Jianguo huddled in the woodpile, his body stiff, and only dared to nod slightly.

When Ma Hongping boiled the water and brought it into the main room, Ma Dabao had already taken off his coat and was sitting on the edge of the bed smoking.

"Honey, are you hungry?"

Shall I go to the kitchen and get you something to eat?

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongping turned pale with fright.

She rushed forward and tackled Ma Dabao, then began to grope him.

We can't let him go to the kitchen.

"Hongping..."

Ma Dabao was taken aback by her sudden enthusiasm, then chuckled and patted her back with his rough hand: "What's wrong? Why the rush?"

"How can we not be in a hurry?"

You haven't been back for six months.

Soon, sounds that made one blush and their heart race could be heard coming from the room.

While dealing with the situation, Ma Hongping kept her ears open, listening to the sounds outside, afraid that Li Jianguo might lose his temper and run out.

At this moment, Li Jianguo huddled in the woodpile, listening to the noise coming from the main room, not daring to breathe loudly.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms. He cursed Ma Hongping a thousand times in his heart, but dared not move an inch.

Didn't I feed this slut enough?

Why make such a fuss at this crucial time?

He's not dead yet!

Not long after, the noise in the main room gradually subsided, followed by Ma Dabao's heavy snoring.

Ma Hongping quietly got out of bed, put on her coat, and tiptoed to the door of the woodshed.

She gently pushed the door open a crack, and in the moonlight, Li Jianguo's face was terribly gloomy.

"He's asleep, you should leave quickly." Ma Hongping lowered her voice, her eyes pleading.

Li Jianguo gave her a cold look, stood up from the woodpile, brushed the straw off his clothes, and walked out without saying a word.